Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 198 194. Indus’ Career Crisis【1641】

  The location of the small courtyard where Wutong lives is quite peculiar.

  It is sandwiched between the large warehouses in Liu's house and Ruyifang City. Next to it is the weapon workshop of Malt, and on the other side is the residence of the Kunlunfang "Security" regiment trained by the fourth child.

  There is also a secret alley connected to the large garden of Liu's house, where is the site of the silly monster Liu Hui.

  It can be seen from this layout that Wutong, a small courtyard, plays a role in Kunlunfang’s various businesses.

  She is currently a "young pigeon".

  This is not a malicious vocabulary. In Kunlunfang’s slang system, the meaning of this vocabulary is an object to be protected.

  Jiang Xia walked into the small courtyard, and at a glance, he saw the cameras in the corners around the courtyard. The authentic wasteland technology was only the size of a copper plate.

   posted on the eaves and pillars, ordinary people would only use it as an ornament at first glance.

  These cameras monitor the movement around the small courtyard without blind spots. They also have infrared detection and alarm functions. After the weapon workshop was "infiltrated" by black water last time, Malt and Jasmine also specially improved them.

  Added life signal detection, and connected to the pressure sensors buried in the surroundings of the courtyard.

  When Lao Jiang was practicing hand-attached spirits in Liu's house before, several "mole" attached spirit-attached stone slabs were also placed in this large yard.

  There is a high-level imprint of "Holy Power Gathering" on the back of this thing, which can draw free aura from the surroundings, and use seven stone slabs to form a parallel array to block the aura of the earth veins and prohibit the monks from entering the yard.

  Of course, the upper limit of the spiritual power is too low. A monk like Wang Liufu can still break the mole circle and enter the small courtyard by brute force.

  But once the brute force cracked, he was greeted by four semi-permanent defensive turrets hidden among the flowers in the small courtyard.

  Yes.

   is the kind that Roger buried in the Blackhand Stronghold in the Death Desert.

  6X6X6 specification composite ammunition box.

  Each loaded with 8 armor-piercing rockets.

  The internal system is equipped with an automatic enemy detection device.

  Able to project all ammunition within 5 seconds.

  The destructive power it produces can basically level the entire Ruyifang City four times.

  When making this frenzied line of defense, it was during the period when Lao Jiang was practicing hand-attached spiritism, so he even carved some cute "gadgets" on the rockets.

  Let them upgrade from simple high-explosive gunpowder weapons to magic+physical composite weapons.

  As for the semi-permanent defensive turrets like this, there are twelve other places in Liu's house. The fourth and Julie are still making more similar arrangements in the whole Ruyifang City on the grounds of renovating the house.

  As for Fengshan where Lao Jiang started.

  The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and with the help of the pomegranate that can control the soil and its three little brothers who are able to escape, Kunlunfang is even more blatant. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the cracking of the earth to seal the country.

  Lao Jiang said to Liu Hui that returning to Fengyang County is equivalent to returning home, which is not a word of comfort.

  He is here, really safe.

   "Have you eaten well recently?"

  Lao Jiang smoked a cigarette and asked casually.

  Indus lowered her head and followed behind him. This once embarrassed and shabby female nun still maintains the inferiority complex that bursts with the "victim" aura.

  She already knew from the fourth child that Kunlunfang, which is huge, is developing rapidly, and has become the first chaebol in Fengming Country, is the property of the young monk in front of her.

  She knows that Jiang Xia is the absolute master of Kunlunfang. In this system, there is the power to win all life and death.

  She also saw with her own eyes Lao Jiang’s violent performance during the ceremony in Moshuang Mountain.

  She was afraid of the monk in front of her.

  Even if his spiritual realm is not as good as hers.

  The victims who have been harmed always have a more keen sense of danger. In Wutong's mentality at this time, she feels that Lao Jiang belongs to the kind of ancestor that is hidden in the story of the painting.

Although    is just asking a sentence, it is also a big villain.

  To pinch her to death.

   is no more difficult than pinching an ant.

   Therefore, facing Lao Jiang’s question, Wutong shook his body, and replied with a trembling voice:

   "Very, very good.

  The shopkeeper hired a special cook for me to take care of my body, as well as the Lingguo purchased from Xianshan, the pill from Sanqueshan, etc., and I took it every day. "

"Um."

   Jiang Xia nodded, he said:

  "Is there anything else I need to mention? If you feel too bored in this place you live now, you can raise some small animals."

   "No need, it's good now."

  Indus hurriedly shook his head.

  Recently, she has eaten well and lived well. She doesn’t have to eat and sleep like in the past, but she also has to avoid possible dangers. More importantly, she has enough spiritual materials for her to use.

  The fourth child clearly told her, don’t be afraid of spending money, don’t be afraid of waste, just mention as long as there is a need, as long as Kunlunfang can buy the spiritual materials, she can use it almost infinitely.

  This kind of luxuriant and even luxurious condition has made Wutong feel uneasy.

  She obviously believes that compared to Kunlunfang’s investment in her, her contribution to Kunlunfang is insignificant, and she has a mentality of gains and losses.

  The boss came over today. For Wutong, it was like a life and death sentence.

  If the boss is not satisfied with her recent job, she may be lowered.

   Even worse, go out.

  If she hasn’t enjoyed it before, it’s fine. After all, she gets used to it because she has too many hardships.

   But now, she enjoys it.

  Even if there are only a few days, she still greedily tries to hold all of this in her hands, and no longer wants to live the life of hiding like a mouse.

  The act of giving first and then taking away is already the most painful punishment for Wutong.

  She seems to have felt this kind of thought by Lao Jiang.

   Jiang Xia did not respond immediately, but reached out and pushed open the door of the large wing room in front of him. This is not where Wutong lives, but more like her "workshop."

  In the huge house, all unnecessary decorations have been removed.

  Only a few mahogany tables were placed there, and the ground was not as messy as other craftsmen. Even the waste materials of spiritual materials were properly collected and placed in a large wooden box.

  The two tables are filled with Wutong’s “works”. On the far left, there is also a small machine tool, which should have been moved from Malt.

  This phoenix tree is still a clean character.

  The studio is well organized, and it feels organized, but Lao Jiang keenly noticed that the works placed on the table are strictly in accordance with the size, height and order.

  Even the separation distance is exactly the same.

   "Obsessive-compulsive disorder, this is."

  He complained inwardly.

  Behind him, Wutong looked at her boss stepping into her studio with a frightened look. She knew that the boss was watching her "results".

   "Let's talk about it."

  Lao Jiang did not touch those “works”.

  This is a very careful choice.

  Wutong is a crooked talent who "cut corners", but Senior Sister Xiuhua has personally certified it. God knows what magical artifacts she handed are missing.

  Lao Jiang didn't want to be injured because of his low hands.

  He sat on Wutong’s chair with delicate cushions, with his hands on the table top, and said to the female sister with her head bowed in front of him:

  "Your work this month, show me some of the most proud of your talents."

  Lao Jiang mentioned the word "talent," and Wutong felt greasy.

  Although she is desolate and desolate, she thinks she is also a refiner, and without that refiner, she is willing to be valued by the talent of "cut corners".

  She complained in her heart.

  That would be just a helpless act with a pinch of money. With the current good conditions, she would definitely not be so foolish.

   But the truth is so impermanent.

  Indus got a sufficient supply of spiritual materials, but was forced to continue to make those "simplified" magical implements, which actually made her feel uncomfortable.

  But spit out spit.

  When his life is in the hands of others, the phoenix tree, who is weak and inferior, naturally does not dare to defy Lao Jiang's lewd power.

  She obediently picked from the table behind her, took four things and placed them in front of Lao Jiang.

  A dragon fire ball.

  This is the masterpiece of Moshuangshan's lower-level magical artifacts.

   Then there is a jade seal in the shape of a tortoise.

  This is also another magic weapon popular with lower-level monks in Moshuang Mountain, named "Spirit Turtle Seal".

  The water spirit shield can be deployed by injecting aura, which can not only defend against spell bombardment, but also throw a water spirit spell on yourself at critical moments.

   is used for weak treatment.

  The most commendable thing is that as long as the main body is not damaged, the imprint can be used repeatedly.

  Nowadays, when the lower-level monks of Sufferwood Realm go out to travel, they always carry a few of these things on their bodies. It and the Dragon Fire Orb are basically the symbols of Moshuang Mountain, and they are extremely well-known.

  There are also many monks who imitate privately.

  But no matter how simple the artifact is, it is also inscribed with the five-element ink talisman, and it does not understand the mystery of the combination. No matter how powerful the monk, the imitation of the imitation of the tortoise is almost meaningless.

  It can only be said that Mo Shuangshan has mastered the core technology and is very competitive.

  The third one is more peculiar.

   Mainly because of its appearance, it is obviously the rune paper of Sufferwood, but it is hardly decorated with lambskin and bamboo branches, making it a very weird western scroll style.

  This is "foreign sales".

  The fourth thing, the veteran is very familiar.

  An HK assault rifle.

  Used spirit technique.

  There are three spirit attachment formations on it, namely, gathering spirit explosion, smashing and slashing flesh and blood, giving it a destructive power comparable to the middle-grade magic weapon in the Qi training realm.

  Four things, in appearance, there is no difference from the original.

   But Lao Jiang knows that they absolutely "hidden mystery".

  He looked at Wutong with great interest. The latter organized the language, then picked up the Dragon Fire Ball and said to the boss:

  "I made this artifact in accordance with the drawings given to me by the fourth shopkeeper in private. Because my understanding of the five-element ink symbol was not deep enough, I only made some minor changes.

   Reduced the thirty-seven ink charms inside it to twenty-four, and replaced it with the ‘Fire Crow’ spirit seal in the engraving engraved spirit technique given by the boss.

  At the same time, the ‘fire crystal’ used in the material was also removed by a quarter of the standard amount. I replaced the missing part with glue made from fireweed. The fourth shopkeeper allowed me to reduce the cost as much as possible.

  But this kind of cutting is already the ultimate, and if you remove some more, it will make the magic artifact unable to form. "

  Lao Jiang blinked.

  He felt that the female cultivator in front of him seemed to have a deviation in her understanding of the order she had given.

  So he asked:

   "What about the power?"

   "It's barely the same as the original."

  Indus injects spiritual energy, throws the dragon fire ball in the hand into the pond outside the entrance, a burst of fire suddenly rages, the visual effect is full, burning large swaths of water vapor spitting out.

   also set off water waves, watering a large area of ​​flowers all around.

   "Is this reluctant?"

   Jiang Xia frowned and said:

   "At least one-third weaker! This is a failure, no doubt."

  Indus trembled suddenly.

  Xin said that she messed up and she was over.

  But Lao Jiang did not blame her, instead lit a cigarette again and said slowly:

  "I let you control the cost. You use other things instead of materials. I know the fireweed. The cost is indeed much lower than that of the fire crystal. You do have crooked talents in this regard.

  But the problem is, you understand what I mean wrong.

  The premise of cost control is that the utility cannot be affected. Otherwise, if we sell this kind of thing, it seems that we have gotten cheap, but it actually damages the goodwill of Kunlunfang.

  Cost control is not the same thing as cutting corners!

  You remember this for me!

  Not to mention, you only considered the first layer.

  Things like Dragon Fire Balls will be produced on a large scale in the future. Using your method, I will have to make an extra production line for spiritism.

  In the short term, I made a profit, but in the long term, every time I sell one, I lose a little! If it were all such things, sooner or later I would be bankrupted by you. "

  Lao Jiang shook his head and said:

  "You don’t need to look at the imprint of the tortoise. You do have the kind of talent I need. Unfortunately, there is a problem with your thinking. The harder you work, the more wrong you are.

   Tell me about this scroll and HK. "

  The body of Wutong was shaking.

Ruined.

Ruined!

  The boss is not satisfied with her job. The female sister regretfully looked at the beautiful small courtyard where she had just lived for a few days, and touched her simple, but in fact, high-quality long skirt.

  She feels that her future is bleak.

  I, indeed, is not the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young that the boss needs.

  I, I want to say goodbye to the good life I have just come to a few days ago.

  (End of this chapter)